During the disaster, the funeral was simple, and even the Song family was no exception. The mourning hall was set up for three days, and the house was a little smelly, and even the strong spices could not be covered up. So they sent the spiritual coffin to Xingshan Temple early.

Lu was carried back and said he had fallen down on the road and was exhausted.

Song Ci went to Meiyuan to visit. In just a few days, Lu had lost a lot of weight and had a trace of grayish white on his temples.

Song Ci was a little scared. Although he was already in his early thirties, he had white hair before he reached forty. Wasn't he accused of this?

Lu didn't have any sense of spirit. Even when Song Ci came, she looked at the tent blankly, and she didn't even respond to Zhou's mother's scream.

Song Ci sighed and said, "The deceased is gone, the living is strong. Lu, the third brother has left, and the three families will have to rely on you to support them in the future. If you collapse, who will preside over the third family? Zhou'er is still young and has not even married a wife."

Lu's eyes rolled down, and tears rolled out from the corners of his eyes.

"I can understand your sadness in the pain of losing my husband, and it is also for you to be sad, but you have to get up your mood as soon as possible. The children are counting on you. Zhou'er has no father anymore. Even if there are also uncles and cousins ​​in the Song family, who can compare to her biological mother? Think about it carefully." After Song Ci said this, he walked out.

Before I could walk out of the main house, I heard a loud crying sound coming from inside, sad and desolate.

Song Ci paused slightly, shook her head and walked out of the door.

When he returned to Chunhui Hall, Song Zhiyuan came.

Song Ci asked him to sit down and saw that he had lost weight in the past few months. He first greeted him with concern, and then sighed.

"Why did mom sigh?"

"It's not because of the third brother's affairs." Song Ci sighed: "You said this man is so good, why is it just so dramatic? If you say nothing, then you won't say anything? Although the dead are gone, it's useless to say too much, but he just left the whole family and left. He was happy and left the rest of the world sad."

Song Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, his expression lightly said, "Life is impermanent, maybe it is because of the saying of cause and effect that this life disaster is caused."

"No. You don't know. On the day you received the news of his death, I told Lu that I would pick him up earlier. After all, the disaster outside is serious, so how can I be safer at home in Zhuangzi? If you are unlucky to meet a refugee mob to rob, it would be unbeautiful. As a result..." Song Ci said embarrassedly: "I felt a little guilty when I saw your sister-in-law later. I felt that it was my crow cursing him and that was the misfortune that happened."

Song Zhiyuan: “…”

It was my son who made you take the blame.

Song Ci said again: "That is, Lu's heart is still sad and didn't react. If she wakes up, she is afraid that I won't blame my foul mouth, right?"

Song Zhiyuan looked cold: "She dares!"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, since things have come to this point, can you still be scheming with their orphans and widows?" Song Ci leaned on the big-faced pillow and said depressedly: "The third brother is gone, and the third wife has no backbone. Zhou'er is the eldest son. If you want to support your family, you have to be more powerful. You are the uncle, so you should also give him more advice. Even if you can't accomplish great things, it doesn't matter. If you can support your family, the eldest son will pass the exam."

Song Zhiyuan said: "Don't worry, the Song family will not treat them badly, nor will they use a little short of it just because the third brother is gone."

When a person dies like a lamp, the third brother's life is to repay the stupid things he did. As for the other people in the third room, he will treat him kindly.
Chapter completed!